Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Kite Flight

Picture Courtesy : Diba Raza

Been a while since I took off,
and glided aimlessly in the skies.
An eon has passed since dreams,
have found a refuge in my eyes.

Awake,I stare measuring the distance,
from my breath to the infinite,
I want to color the azure with my moods
and roll the threads in delight.

I wait, for my pilot to give the take off
I'd make a fluttering sound and fly,
A painting in the canvas of mind I want to  be
In the expanse of the universe, behind the closed eye.

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